Fray

Fray is the Pole of wear: it pulls things apart until they crumble. There is plenty in gravel, sand and cobblestone, in creepers and the wither; in deserts, mushroom lands and the End it flows in the place. On a lens it is Excavate, it patterns wootz and makes brine caustic, and it churns in a Confluence and a skein. It brings notes of the Stillness. Opposite to Lattice, it goes into four combinations.